Whine gyal, same way Whine gyal, mi no come yah fi no game play Gyal tip, tip, tip, tip pon it Mi love how yuh whine and bubble gyal When you go pon your toe and tip on it Body look tight and right, gyal When you quint up yuh ting and grip on it Treat me

That's why I Slipped out the back before you knew I was there You know me I used to get caught up in everyday life Trying to make it through my day so I could sleep at night Tried to figure out my way through the maze of rights and wrongs But like you

I drive your truck Every back road in this town I find a field, I tear it up I roll every window down and I burn up Till all the pain’s a cloud of dust Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck Eighty-nine cents in the ash tray Half empty bottle of Gatorade

Stack dead actors Stacked to the rafters Line up the bastards All I want is the truth Hey hey now, can you fake it? Can you make it look like we want? Hey hey now, can you take it? And we cry when they all die blond? Oh mirror mirror

With all your light Finché vorrai Abbracciami I thought sooner or later The lights up above Will come down in circles and guide me to love But I don't know what's right for me

We'll get higher and higher Oh that's what dreams are made of Straight up we'll climb Leave it all behind So baby dry your eyes, save all The tears you've cried World turns black and white Pictures in an empty room Your love starts fallin down

Every night I'm on them drugs I think I can't get enough Pop a bean and going to the moon, to the moon To the moon In a fast a coupe like a kook Baby in a 'rari, it goes zoom Maybe if I die tonight then I go to the moon Off a bean, off a bean, I can't

She could hear those church bells ringing, ringing Fold your hands and close your eyes Yeah, it's all gonna be alright Yeah, they're ringing And up in the loft, that whole choir singing, singing And just listen to the church bells ringing, ringing Jenny

I'm right down my side of town I'm high as hell You fly as hell You hold me down Fucked a bunch of girls 'Cause I done been around the world Yeah they talk that cuffing shit But now I'm in a different space

Bake a cake, smoke a face, half-baked, want the face Do no date, diamond water, like an ocean, like a lake Chop it, up, off the plate, how long do it take? Weight, weight, weight, weight, weight, weight, weight I got R&B singers, I got R&B singers Why